- Tuna Salad Sans Salad
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- Dump a can of tuna (in oil) on to an upturned pot lid.
- Liberally coat the tuna with mayonnaise.
- Add 2-3 tablespoons of mustard to taste.
- Wolf that shit down, then pass out in the middle of a field.
- Arise at daybreak.
- The Cafeteria
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- Go to a cafeteria.
- Order a salad.
- Maybe order another salad.
- Order some potato thing.
- I think that's meat? Yeah, some of that right there (point).
- Order vareniki, because I know what vareniki is.
- Pour a glass of juice.
- Get a cup of coffee from the coffee machine.
- Ooh, definitely one of those pastry things.
- Only pay 5 bucks for everything because this is Ukraine.
- The Jar of Honey
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- Buy a jar of honey.
- Eat the jar of honey.
- Discard the jar in an appropriate waste receptacle.
- The Gas Station
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- Stop at a gas station and realize how famished you are.
- Fugue.
- Suddenly find yourself sitting on the curb. Look down and find the wrecked carcasses of three candy bars and at least two ice cream bars.
- The Mole
(A guest recipe by Stork, as witnessed by your chef Bryan) -
- Use your beady little eyes to spy a mole burrowing close to the surface.
- Grab the mole in your wicked beak.
- The mole may squirm and resist. Try to crush his little head by tossing and catching it with your huge fucking beak.
- If that fails, drop him and skewer him heartlessly, five or six times, with your unbelievably menacing beak.
- Utter a hissing kiai, like a boxer, with each thrust. This will serve to thoroughly horrify any onlookers.
- Swallow whole the mole's lifeless, broken body.
But seriously, I ate a lot of food. I'm still eating a lot of food. While on the ship, it was difficult to get enough calories for the day. I can only fit so much food in my stomach at one sitting, and there were too few sittings in a day. (Three square meals? Preposterous!) I devised, but did not have time to implement, a strategy whereby I would go to sleep directly after the evening watch, and then wake up 1.5 hours later to attend 10pm fika.
Food > Sleep.